Chapter Eleven: Jiang Chen's Poems in Seven Steps(1/2)
Jiang Chen estimated the time, Jiumozhi and the others were walking, while Jiang Chen was riding a horse, so he should be almost going to meet him now.
Sure enough, when I arrived at the dock, I saw a man dressed in a monk and a scholar.
It was them, Duan Yu and Jiumozhi.
Jiang Chen led his horse to a roadside tea stall.
"Is this guest drinking tea?"
Jiang Chen took out a piece of silver.
"Shopkeeper, I am temporarily entrusted to you. You have to take good care of it. When I come back, if it loses weight, I will only ask."
The shopkeeper looked at the silver in Jiang Chen's hand and nodded repeatedly to agree.
"Please rest assured, will I take good care of you?"
Jiang Chen gave him the money, then ordered a pot of West Lake Longjing, and started drinking it alone.
Seeing Jiumozhi asking someone, the voice was quite loud, Jiang Chen could vaguely hear it with his ears.
Jiumozhi wanted to go to Yanziwu, but the boatman didn't know where Yanziwu was. He even asked him whether it was the Sanjiu Water Road or the Sijiu Water Road. Duan Yu and Jiumozhi didn't understand these at all.
The so-called 3949 waterway means 19 is nine miles, 39 is twenty-seven miles, and 49 is thirty-six miles.
Jiang Chen took a few sips of tea, then stood up and walked towards them.
At this moment, Abi suddenly spoke out and was willing to take them to Yanziwu.
Jiang Chen came to Duan Yu. When Duan Yu saw Jiang Chen showing a surprised expression, Jiang Chen winked at him, and the smart Duan Yu immediately understood.
"I'm going to Yanziwu too. Can you take me there?"
Jiumozhi looked at Jiang Chen with a vigilant look on his face. Seeing that he was handsome and had extraordinary demeanor, he seemed to be no ordinary person at first glance.
Abi was also a little surprised to see Jiang Chen. There was such a handsome man in this world, so she couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"Why did the young master go to Yanziwu?"
"I am good friends with Mr. Murong. I have agreed before that I will come to Suzhou to play with him."
"So that's it. This master and the young master also went to Yanziwu, so let's get on the boat together."
"In the Tubo national commander Jiumozhi, you are..."
"Hello Master, my name is Jiang Chen, Wumen Wusect, he is a native of Sichuan."
"It turns out it's Mr. Jiang, I'm lucky to meet you."
The three of them boarded the boat together. This rustic dog shit [Tubo National Master] has always lived in Tibet. There are few rivers there, so the master is a land duck. He felt the boat shaking, his stomach kept rolling, and he felt very uncomfortable. He quickly used his internal force to use his thousand-pound pendant, and the boat stopped shaking.
"Master, you use your internal force to use a thousand-pound pendant. This ship cannot reach Swallow Dock even when it gets dark."
Abi said with a smile.
Abi has a beautiful appearance, a soft Wu dialect, wearing green clothes, which matches her name very well and looks very amiable.
Jiang Chen slowly waved his fan and admired the beautiful scenery of Taihu Lake.
Duan Yu was also enjoying the scenery and did not talk to Jiang Chen, although he had many problems in his heart.
"ah……"
Jiang Chen suddenly exclaimed, scaring the others.
"What's this for the young master?"
"I can't help but recite a poem in this situation."
Duan Yu became interested, and he didn't like fighting and killing, but he liked writing poems.
Jiumozhi looked at Jiang Chen and felt bored. Why do people in the south like this tone?
"Let me listen carefully."
Duan Yu looked at Jiang Chen with great interest, and Abi also stopped to rock the boat, wanting to hear what poem he could write.
Jiang Chen stood up and stared at the lake.
"The sun is warm and the wind is blowing in the sky, and the orioles are heard everywhere in the willows and orioles. The lake is clear and the light is filled with fine waves, and the beautiful shadows on the bridge are swaying in a new skirt. Don't complain about the gentle boat being slow, and you still call the wilderness to diligently. You bow to Qinshan to enjoy the fun, and sing a song into the clouds."
When Jiang Chen read it out with all his emotions, everyone on the boat couldn't help but be intoxicated. This poem was so consistent with the lake and mountains in front of him. It was simply intoxicating to express it through this poem.
Duan Yu was reciting the poem written by Jiang Chen.
"It's really wonderful! I didn't expect that Brother Jiang, your literary talent, can make such a wonderful poem."
The Tubo national master was proficient in Buddhism and could naturally appreciate the quality of this poem. At this time, he had nothing to say. Could this person be the Wenquxing descending to earth?
"The poems of the young master are so good. If the young master can write a poem for me and make me a piano score, I am willing to play the piano for the young master."
"No problem. When I get ashore, I will immediately make a poem for the girl. Now let me think about it."
"Thank you, Master, first."
After a while, they arrived at a place.
"Is this Yanziwu?"
The Ming King of Tubo was anxious to go to Yanziwu.
"There are dozens of miles of waterway here from Yanziwu. This place is called [Tingxiang Shuixie], which is the residence arranged by the young master."
"Then why not go to Yanziwu directly?"
"I am just a slave of the Murong family. Without the permission of the young master, I can take people to Yanziwu at will. After I inform you, I will take everyone there."
Although Jiumozhi was anxious, he had nothing to say.
Jiang Chen and Duan Yu looked around, looking like they were out for a walk.
The three of them followed Abi into the house together.
"Is you the only one living in this place?"
"No, there are still living here..."
Before he finished speaking, a woman with flowers on her head, wearing flower clothes and a mole on her mouth came out. The woman was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand and looked a bit like a silly girl.
"Sister Hua, these people are here to find the young master."
When Jiang Chen saw Sister Hua who Abi mentioned, he knew that she was Azhu. She was good at disguise. At this time, she put on makeup and played with different characters to play with them.
"Oh, our young master went out a long journey and might come back or not. He didn't say he would come back, let alone come back."
Abi smiled secretly while Jiang Chen was also interested in watching Azhu's performance.
"My young master seems to have gone to Xixia or Dali, maybe to Tubo or to Daliao. In short, there will definitely be a good place to go."
Jiumozhi was anxious and irritable when he heard her speak.
This Ah Zhu is really playful and cute, very quirky.
"Since that's the case, please ask the girl to take the monk to Mr. Murong's grave to repay his old friend's affection."
"I can't make a decision about this kind of thing. My young master said that he was most afraid of others coming to visit. He either came to learn from his master or seek revenge. Maybe some monks and Taoists came out to cheat."
Jiumozhi heard that she was insincere and had an ugly expression.
"you……"
"Ah, I'm not talking about you."
Duan Yu was laughing aside, and Jiang Chen admired Ah Zhu's eloquence very much. Even if he was himself, he could not tell Ah Zhu.
"Seeing that you look fierce, I'd better go in and invite the old lady."
"Sister Hua is talking like this. She is loved by the old lady the most. Don't be surprised by the master."
Suddenly another person walked out of it. The man moved slowly, holding a dragon-headed crutch in his hand, bent down slightly, and had a silver hair. This is what Sister Hua called the old lady.
Duan Yu has already judged the same person by the fragrance, and it seems that Duan Yu is very smart.
"Abi, it's the master's friend."
"yes!"
"Why don't you kowtow to me?"
Jiumozhi's face changed. He was a dignified Tubo national teacher kowtowed to an old man, losing his identity.
"Master, kowtow quickly. Once you kowtow, the old lady will agree to you with everything."
This sentence is obviously aimed at Jiumozhi alone, why didn’t Abi ask Jiang Chen and Duan Yu to kowtow?
Jiang Chen was holding the fan and shaking it leisurely. This drama is quite interesting.
"Yes, Master, hurry up."
Duan Yu laughed and put aside his insults. Jiumozhi came over and took pictures of Duan Yu in anger.
"Abi, what did you say? Did he kowtow?
Jiumozhi had no choice but to say, "Old lady, the little monk kowtowed to you and said hello."
To be continued...